Muhammad Ishaq Abbasi
Would That I Were A Sap Of Flower - Poem by Muhammad Ishaq Abbasi
Would that I were sap of flower,
In their veins, I would run with power!
The flying bees fly in search of me,
Would suck from the veins with glee.
Remaining in the mouth of bees,
Transformed in to honey I would be.
I would wait restless and sad,
Waiting to heal, make some one glad.
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